Enough About My Beauty," Buttercup Said. "everybody

For You See Each Day I Love You More Today More Than Yesterday And Less Than Tomorrow. Just Because You're Beautiful And Perfect, It's Made You Conceited.

Who Are You?" "no One Of Consequence." "i Must Know." "get Used To Disappointment.

No. Not Yet. A Craftsman Only. But I Dream To Be An Artist. I Pray That Someday, If I Work With Enough Care, If I Am Very Very Lucky, I Will Make A Weapon That Is A Work Of Art. Call Me An Artist Then, And I Will Answer.

Her Heart Was A Secret Garden And The Walls Were Very High.

As Far As The Filmmaking Process Is Concerned, Stars Are Essentially Worthless - And Absolutely Essential.